My Femme Roar:
I shaved my beard,
watched my “masculinity” swirl down the bathroom sink.
A whirlpool of blonde, red, brown facial hair colonization.
Now I am ambiguous. Fishy. Double-glance worthy.
I have earned the dangers of womynhood,
the exclusion from feminism due to “transsexualism”,
and the invisibility of being a Two Spirit femme queer that transcends all this Western binary bullshit.
I exist. I exist.
Survival is one breath at a time.
I am blown away by the amount of strength and beauty in this post. I have so much love for you
Querid@, you are as beautiful as always.